My Husband Said the Funeral Van Would Take Me to a Clinic—Then a Loose White Cord Gave Me a Chance to Get Out
She put the tray down and called the doctor.
There was another part of this night nobody could settle by comparing statements.
My daughter still needed to be born safely.
PART 5 — Her Own Chin
Dr.
Evans was a woman with graying hair and a quiet voice.
She looked at the monitoring record before speaking to me.
“The contractions are continuing.